A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

Evans was born at

picked the

building with windows that had a Light green

drinking a cup of hot

room all year round, no matter

His thin stature made

had almost given

alive. He had lived two months longer than the doctor

him with a glass of water and

the medicine,”

like he

murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must be very

when

smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon

her favorite food,”

know what to say in response to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby?

this, he began to fumble in

he stopped and shook

but he never did. It seemed it was better if

not call her,” he said to

give Cecilia too

was very sad to hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass of

“Please take your medicine.

go to bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have a taste when you wake

medicines from him and swallowed them without

and a nurse came in

was done, Mark looked

phone got weaker and weaker

was rare for Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a

hospital where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed

doctor had almost given

He had lived two months longer than the doctor

glass

take the medicine,” Peter reminded

he had not heard

outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must be very

twitched when he

into a smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated,

her favorite food,” Mark

didn’t know what to say in response to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia

he began to fumble in his pocket for

then, he stopped and shook

thought about calling her, but he never did. It seemed it was better if he never called

not call her,” he said

didn’t have to give Cecilia too

to hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed

“Please take your medicine.

some pumpkin pies. You can have a taste when you wake

from him and swallowed them

on the bed, and a nurse came in to help put

Mark looked

his phone got weaker and weaker

fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream

hospital where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong and that Cecilia

was much

him secretly for a while and call him

in his dream was

stroked his

this point, Mark woke

walls of the hospital room were white, just

closed

needed

was warm in the ward, but he felt cold all over his body. He felt Life without Cecilia

to buy the pumpkin

foreign nurse was in

return home. He

Zoey cooked, and the apartment on Gamous Road, which

he knew he couldn’t

never give up as long as he

he wouldn’t survive and have

stay strong and fight his

he was finding it difficult to go back to

the bed and started to make paper planes.

grew up. The plane would be so fast that it would get to Czanch

said he wanted to go there

boy. Mark’s pale fingers trembled as

back

snowstorm on his way, so

are still warm,” he

planes Mark had been

the paper planes and smiled

have some of

Mark only actually took a

not more than

mouth, he put down the spoon because he

his eyes and looked

want to go back home and have a family reunion,” he

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Peter cheerfully assured him. But he

before he could ask him about it, Mark’s phone rang. It was a call

it was around 4 a.m. in

looked at the caller ID. For a

you,” Peter urged in

into

silly boy,” he

it might concern Edwin, he decided to answer the phone. It was an international call,

voice sounded a

when he said, “Cecilia gave birth to a girl. Her name is Olivia. Olivia

to a

in which Mark held the phone trembled so

Waylen said,

Mark closed his eyes.

flight to come see you next

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

no matter what, I hope you survive

that except for the emotional entanglement with Cecilia, Mark was a good

had sacrificed too much in the first half of

and put down

he never

what had been discussed since all he’d

“What happened?” he asked.

of the bed in silence. After a while, he looked up

this and he did

said with a

the first day of the new year. And Olivia is a very pretty

to stroke one of the

home

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a glance would be

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